He walked into the conference room gracefully and elegantly, with a spring breeze on his face: "Uncle Jiu, everyone, you are wasting your precious time by discussing my affairs so early in the morning."
When everyone saw him, they immediately turned their attention:
"General Manager, is the news true or false?"
"What a coincidence that I like your twin sister who looks the same as your ninth sister-in-law?"
"We thought you and Yang's daughter had a chance."
Everyone is curious. After all, the marriage relationship of a big shot is related to the company in a big way and countless families in a small way. It should not be taken carelessly.
Besides, they even thought about marrying their daughter with Bo Xilang.
Bo Xilang glanced at Bo Zhanye's condensed and gloomy face, and said gently:
"Love is all about fate. When I dated Xixi, I didn't consider any factors.
However, I do think it would be quite convenient for Sister-in-law Jiu and Xixi's biological sisters to get along with each other if they married into the Bo family together.
Uncle Jiu, what do you think?"
The faint question was turned to Bo Zhanye, as if it was just a casual question with no other meaning.
Mo Nanxi was trembling on the side.
Master Jiu had always treated Miss Lan differently, but now Bo Xilang specifically asked Master Jiu, were you not afraid of death if you hit the muzzle of the gun?
In this depressing and constricting air, Bo Zhanye's cold and handsome face was covered with frost, and his unusually dark eyes stared at Bo Xilang, as if he had been struck by frost.
The air can freeze people to death.
It took three full seconds before his thin lips parted: "We don't talk about personal issues during working hours."
After saying this, he walked to the top position with dignity and aloofness, his whole body exudes the innate kingly temperament:
"Show me the project I asked you to make yesterday."
Project?
"Master Jiu...didn't you say yesterday that I would hand it over in the afternoon..." Everyone was anxious and curious.
Bo Zhanye glanced sharply at him: "I see you guys have time to gossip. Don't you think you've done a great job?"
Forehead!
They just chatted in the morning meeting!
Besides, who wouldn’t want to talk about such a big thing!
Why does Jiuye feel so cold?
Everyone was crying emmm^^
Bo Xilang glanced at Uncle Jiu's cold and handsome face, his dark eyes were filled with meaning.
Sure enough, Uncle Jiu cares about Lan Xixi.
In this case, what happens next seems to be more interesting?
...
All day long, the Internet was filled with news about Lan Xixi.
#兰西西波西兰的交拍#
#LANxixi Return to LAN家热#
#Bolan’s family may get married again#
Everyone is always curious about characters that appear suddenly, and many netizens want to find out the dirty stuff about Lan Xixi.
Fortunately, when Lan Jiao saw the news breaking out, she had the foresight to deal with the relevant information about Lan Xixi and Lan Yaya's affairs in advance, and asked people to criticize her, so that the situation did not escalate.
Lan Xixi, the person at the center of the incident, was completely unaware of all this.
After Bo Zhanye left in the morning, she made various excuses to explain and comfort Bo Xiaomo. It took a full two hours to comfort Bo Xiaomo.
But Nima, did Bo Zhanye leave Bo Xiaomo here because he wanted her to be sent there?
He didn't even give her her cell phone!
Is it okay for her to really never see him again?
"Ding bell~~" The doorbell rang, interrupting Lan Xixi's thoughts.
Who will come at this time?
She curiously walked over to look at the monitor, and when she saw it, her beautiful eyebrows instantly wrinkled.
The man outside the door was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his face was emotionless, and he had an expression of natural displeasure, which indicated that he was not a good person at first glance.
Lan Xiao?
Why did he come to find her?
‘Didi’, after two seconds of curiosity, Lan Xiao directly unlocked the password and opened the door.
The two stood face to face, their eyes meeting.
Lan Xiaolian said: "Don't you want to open the door for me?"
Lan Xixi asked: "What are you doing here?"
Both of them spoke directly, and their temperaments, one cold and the other resistant, were obviously at odds with each other.